My Girls II

My girls are home.

It's spring break for my daughter, and what should have been a time of reunions with dear friends is one of mourning.

My mom has just passed, and tomorrow Dominique will read a poem at her service.

She spent the last two summers with my mother, tending to her needs and sharing tidbits of gossip that are their secret, and I know she cherishes the moments they shared.

So this is a quiet time for her and Roxy...for all of us.

It's been a long vigil...but my girls are home, and life is somehow just a little brighter with them here.